Outlaw (Mississippi Smoke #4) Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Crime, Mafia, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Mississippi Smoke Series by Abbi Glines
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Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 110694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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“Can she swim?” he asked me.

“Yes. She’s taken swimming lessons the past two summers,” I replied.

The flash of relief in his eyes was followed by his shoulders relaxing. “Good. I have a security system being put in that will ring if any door that leads to the pool is open. There will also be an alarm that goes off if there is movement by the pool and no one is out there supervising. Just for precaution. I wasn’t sure about her swimming abilities, but even so, she never needs to go out there alone.”

I agreed that it wasn’t safe, and I’d never allow that, but the fact that he was doing all that to ensure her safety was impressive. “Thank you.”

He cut his eyes from me to the doors. “Her safety is my priority. Would you both like to go have a look outside? Perhaps tell me what kind of swing set you want.” He dropped his gaze down to Stevie, who was watching him with keen interest.

She glanced at me with a look of apprehension, then scrunched her nose as she turned back to him. “Mommy took me to pick one out, but the one I weally love is too big for Hudson’s yawd,” she told him matter-of-factly. “But she said she would find me one that fits.”

The swing set she’d wanted was one meant for a playground and multiple children. Hudson had a small vegetable garden in his backyard, along with his storage shed that took up a good amount of space. There was a small area where he’d said we could put a swing set for her. She hadn’t been happy about not getting the one she wanted and pitched a tantrum when I told her that we were shopping for a swing set only. Maybe with one slide attached, but that was it. Not an entire playset with all the extras.

“What kind did you want?” he asked, his attention solely on her.

“It had a cuwy slide and a stwaight one, a clubhouse, a lemonade stand, a wope ladduh, and thwee swings!” she exclaimed, using her hands to describe it.

He nodded and reached to open the door. “Sounds like a winner.”

“It is! But Mommy is getting me one that I will like too,” she added the last part and smiled at me, as if she needed to reassure me that she would be happy with the swing set I chose for her.

I had warned her she wouldn’t get one at all if she acted ugly about it. That had changed her tune quickly.

Linc opened the door leading outside.

“Oh wow!” she squealed.

She let go of my hand to run out onto the stone patio with a fireplace, flat screen television, a swinging bed that hung from the ceiling, and a kitchen area with a grill and a well-stocked bar. I had to agree with Stevie. Wow.

“Who lives out hewah? I want to live outside too!”

I smiled, watching her. She couldn’t seem to take it all in fast enough. Rushing from one thing to the other.

“No one lives out here. This is just a place to relax,” Linc informed her.

She pointed at the television. “You can watch Bluey outside,” she told him as if he were the luckiest human on earth.

He had no idea who Bluey was, but he would soon enough.

He glanced at me, taking out his phone and tapping the screen. “What station would, uh, I find Bluey?” He said the last word as if he wasn’t sure he had it right.

“Any chance you have Disney Plus?” I asked.

His brows drew together. “I’ve seen that on the app options, but never clicked it.”

The screen lit up as the television came on, and he began to use his phone as a remote. When he found the Disney Plus app, he clicked it.

I held out my hand to him. “I’ll log in to my account,” I told him.

He handed it to me, and I quickly logged in. When Bluey, season two, started playing, I gave him back his phone. The opening song began, and she scrambled to the sofa and climbed up onto it with her eyes fixed on the screen. I was surprised she hadn’t gone to the swinging bed, but it was only a matter of time. Right now, Bluey had her complete attention.

“She really likes this, huh?” he said, watching her.

“Oh, yeah,” I agreed. “She’s her favorite.”

He tore his gaze off her as if it was hard to do, then turned to me. “Let’s walk over here, where we can still see her and discuss things.”

I had a list of things to ask him since I’d had time to think and let it sink in that he was making us live here. Hopefully, he was about to give me some answers. Following him out onto the uncovered portion of the patio, I began to list my questions in order in my head. I didn’t want to forget anything.


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